Sunday, January 26, 2014

Speak To Me of Friendship


If my friend is betraying me in small things
It is better for me to just look away
Friendship can move Everest I've heard it said 
So why let mole hills hold the slightest of sway?
Competition vies for the truest of hearts
I'll stand firm as Atlas at the interchange 
You'll think I'm a fool, as blind as any post
Still I remain though it may strike your as strange.
Friendship is the rock on which my patience stands
Kinship is a lock though tampers make demands.

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